CRASH
CRACK
The last street thug was taken out, brutally by Shadow.
He had broken his arm and slammed his head against the pavement.
Rhonda came up to him. "Ar- Arnold? Are you… feeling okay?" She asked. Arnold immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. "Will this answer your question?" He silenced her with a passionate kiss on her lips, which had lipgloss.
After a whole minute, they separated, leaving Rhonda with a goofy expression and forgetting her surroundings.
She stuttered on her words trying to speak. Arnold only smirked at her as he held her.
"I- I- I love you, bun-bun…" Rhonda had a lovesick look.
With Arnold's aggression going up in his fighting style, his love also became aggressive… Not abusive-aggressive, but deeper love… Arnold kissed Rhonda a lot more than usual, he felt a little more hornier at times and was mainly clingy to her. It would occur on most days, and today WAS that day.
His hands slid down to her buttocks. "Arnold, stop! Not out here!" She blushed. "I'd do you until next week…" Arnold bit his lip. "Arnold, we just had sex this morning, you can't be serious!" She started to feel uncomfortable.
Arnold slowly kissed her neck. "Arnold, stop!" She lightly pushed him away. He gave a confused look. "Arnold, I love you, you know that, but lately you've become a bit of a freak!"
"What? How so?" He questioned. "And you still ask? Arnold. My fucking ass hurts from last night when we had sex! My vagina still aches from last week! Arnold, I'm worried about you. You've become hornier than ever, you're more horny than you have been in your entire life! If I didn't know any better, I would've had Ariel replace me when you get horny!" She exclaimed.
"So?"
Rhonda blankly stared at him. "You fucking idiot…" She facepalmed. "I'm getting Phoebe and Ariel to examine you. There is literally NO WAY you should be this horny!"
"Sweetheart, I'm fine! I've just been a little clustered lately, that's all. And my horniness? I just want to feel your smooth skin…" Arnold smirked while rubbing her breasts, but Rhonda smacked his hand.
"You're getting examined and that's final." She said, sternly. "Get back in the QR Jet, I'm not trusting you by yourself so I'm handing over control to Impulse."
At HQ
While Phoebe and Warren ran tests on him, Rhonda pulled Ariel aside to help her with a little problem…
Ariel had on blue medical latex gloves as she helped Rhonda with her little problem…
They were up in Rhonda's bedroom with the door locked for now. Ariel took a deep breath. "Well, I don't see anything to be concerned about but uh…" She was examining both her buttcheeks and vagina.
Rhonda looked back. She had her pants down. "But what?"
"Your vagina is ok, no need for concern, but your butt is a little red…" Ariel looked at her. Rhonda only shook her head in disappointment. "Can't say I'm totally surprised since I knew I felt my ass was weird."
Ariel soon took off her gloves. "Pull up your pants now. What's even going on with you two? You two are such a perfect married couple! Now, you two are basically acting like fuck-buddies, or each other's booty call."
"Ariel, I don't even know what's gotten into Arnold, but all I wish right now is that some other girl could take my place JUST ONCE for whenever he gets so horny." Rhonda sighed. "Wish he could do me like that…" Ariel whispered as quietly as she could.
Rhonda noticed. "What was that?"
"Nothing." She blushed. "Uh-huh… Ariel, I heard that." Rhonda zipped up her black jeans. "I've been onto you, Flyer, don't think I don't notice how you eye my husband…"
Ariel gulped. "Rhonda, I don't have any intentions of making Arnold cheat on you-"
"Please take my place when he gets horny…"
"What?" Ariel raised an eyebrow. "Do I have to repeat myself? Ariel, I never found myself saying this but… Please. Have sex with Arnold when he gets like that! You already saw the redness on my butt, he wrecked my vagina, and not to mention how hard he thrusts!" Rhonda got on her knees and clenched Ariel's sweatpants. "I'm really begging you to help a girl out. My ass literally hurts from last night, it aches when I sit! Ariel, I'm asking you this favor, and I'm allowing it."
"Rhonda, I-"
"Ariel, I'm literally giving you consent to have sex with my husband, what else could you want? Phoebe to join in? I'll-"
"No! Stop! Rhonda, you're a great friend of mine, and I know how Arnold has been lately, but don't you think this is a little too far? I mean-"
"For cryin' out loud just ACCEPT the offer!" Rhonda shouted. She then yelped. "Oh. Sorry…"
"As I was saying… You caught me, I do have a crush on Arnold. But don't you think me having sex with him will just worsen it? And also make him want to have sex with others like Phoebe, Nadine, Spinelli, or Sapphire?"
Rhonda then paused. "I mean, it's literally a dream of mine to have such passionate sex with Arnold, but I push it aside and look out for you. If he has sex with me, he'll simply want to go and have sex with the other girls. And where does that leave you?"
"Ariel-"
"Just listen to me. You just have to stand up to him! You can't let him control you like a sex puppet or anything, you have to find a way to see what's gotten into him, and I'd say until then… Sideline him."
Rhonda stood up. "I guess you're right… I should stand up to him. But, that also means I'm not pulling out of my offer." She replied. "What?!"
"Ariel, I know I frantically gave you permission to have sex with Arnold, but even when he returns to his lovable self, I can't have sex with him for a while…"
Ariel blankly stared for a moment. "Please?! You want another girl? I'll get you one! Just please do me this favor!"
"Can I at least think about it?" Ariel asked, nervously. "Fine…"
"Phoebe, Kliff, this IV is seriously unnecessary, I'm not dehydrated or anything. I only feel nauseous." Arnold said. He was currently in a bed with an IV.
"Arnold, this is for your good, and looks like we found the root of the problem." Warren replied.
He and Phoebe were looking at the scans and found something in his immune system that caused him to be more aggressive.
"Thankfully, I have antivenom for this, but unfortunately, I'll need some time before I can create an antivenom that fully reverses the effects of the toxin…" Phoebe mentioned. "You're not saying the cloudburst toxin, are you?" Kliff looked at her.
She nodded, mostly afraid she was right. "This special antivenom should buy me enough time to create a serum that fully reverses the effects." She looked in a drawer.
Ariel and Rhonda soon walked in.
"How's my Arnold doing? Is he alright?" Rhonda asked. "Well, the exposure to the cloudburst toxin took a toll in his immune system, almost controlling him, I guess." Warren started. "I guess that could explain his aggressive attitude over the past month."
While Warren kept explaining, Ariel and Rhonda were whispering to each other about whether Ariel should have sex with Arnold or not. Ariel was disagreeing despite her strong desire to see Arnold naked and feel her skin.
Phoebe soon had the needle with antivenom. "Alright, Arnold, you'll just feel a little pinch. Like a porcupine stabbing a quill in you. Here we go…"
Arnold closed his eyes, Phoebe soon inserted the needle in his arm and slowly injected the special antivenom.
"Guess you can call it antitoxin, no?" Ariel cheered up a little. "Antivenom, antitoxin, almost the same thing to be fair." Phoebe threw away the needle.
"Alright, Arnold, you should be all set now. The antitoxin should kick in within the hour, and you should be back to normal. Completely." Phoebe winked at Rhonda. She sighed in relief.
"Ok. Now, can you get this IV off my arm?"
"No." Phoebe blankly replied while looking at a tablet.
"Piss off…" Arnold pouted. "So, Phoebe? This SHOULD take care of Arnold's little…" Rhonda started. Phoebe nodded. "It should and will. And in the meantime, I think you two should lay off… You know."
"Thank you so much, you two. And Warren, it's such a blessing Ariel and Arnold recruited you and Travis when they did. You two are medical geniuses, and take a massive load of responsibility off Phoebe's shoulders."
"Just doing my job." He chuckled. "And besides, I worked with Phoebe at SilverStone before she left."
"We were close friends too. Glad I can reconnect with an old friend." Phoebe giggled.
"Rhonda, if you want, you can stay with Arnold if you'd like." Phoebe offered. Rhonda would only nod.
Phoebe and Kliff finished up doing their things and soon walked away, Ariel followed behind.
"Y- You okay, sweetie?" Rhonda got close to Arnold. "I feel awful. I feel like an ass. I'm an idiot. I've been acting like a sad horny clown who touches himself at night to a pic of a slutty stripper. Never in a million years did I imagine this… No. I'm not okay. I need help, Rhonda!" He started tearing up.
"Oh, there there, bun-bun. You're alright." She sat down and started to hug him. Arnold would only hug her back.
"Arnold, there's something we need to discuss…"
"I'm practically stuck here for now so go ahead." He shrugged. "We can't have sex anymore."
"What?" He now looked confused. "Arnold, you know I love you, but with the rough sex we've had… I honestly think we can't have sex with each other until my private parts feel better."
"I'm severely sorry for that…" Arnold hung his head. "Oh, don't be. Because you know what? You won't be destroying my butt, you'll fuck Ariel's ass."
"What?!"
"I already told her, and she said she'll think about it, but that doesn't mean we'll be having sex together for the rest of the month."
"Honey, I'm sorry I made your parts hurt, but why are you saying you're letting me have sexual intercourse with Ariel? I mean, if I even looked at someone like for example, Nadine, you'd suck my dick 'till it went numb!" He mentioned. "Ok, stop lying. First, it never went numb, secondly, you love it when I do that. Point is, do you want to have sex with Ariel or not?"
"What kind of question is that? N-"
"I'll take it as a yes. Okay-"
"Wait!" He stopped her. "What?"
"I know I may have been rather… A bit of a dick, to say the least, but Rhonda, you don't have to go that far! I can live a month without it. And if I have to make it up to you somehow. A date? You got it! Paris or Italy? Consider it done!"
She only chuckled. "You don't have to do much. Just spend some leisurely time with your family, me and your daughter obviously, and I'll forgive you."
"That's it? I kind of expected more. I-"
"I mean spending time with Olivia as her father, not just her mentor." She looked at him blankly. Arnold only gulped.
"I- I sometimes get caught up in the things we do, that I never take the time to spend some actual time with my daughter and tell her I love her… Impulse? Can I take this IV out yet?"
"I'm afraid I'll have to ask Ms. Heyerdahl. One moment."
"I know what I'm gonna do now."
"What? Make my ass numb?" Rhonda snickered. "Oh, hahahaha so funny! Thank you…" He rolled his eyes. "No. I need to see my daughter and tell her how much I love her."
Impulse soon came back. "Sir, Ms. Heyerdhal told me you can safely remove the IV now."
Arnold sighed in relief. "Thanks, Impulse. Rhonda, could you help me out?"
She smiled. "Sure thing, bun-bun."
After Rhonda helped Arnold safely take out the IV, he had the area bandaged up and he soon went upstairs.
Arnold went to the upstairs rooms and found Olivia's room.
He entered her room, hoping she was there. "Olivia? Sweetie, you in here?" He found her sitting on her bed, almost half naked since she only had her bra and panties.
"DADDY!" She covered herself. "Young lady, put on a shirt. I want to talk. And if you don't have pants on, put some on." He walked out of her room.
After a minute, he walked back into Olivia's room.
"You need something, Daddy?" Olivia asked. "I love you, sweetheart." He smiled. "Huh?"
He hugged Olivia. "Olivia, I know you may look at me as more of a mentor rather than your father, and I admit it, we barely spend time together ever since you grew up, and I want to change that. You're my only child and I want to spend every minute with you like tomorrow isn't guaranteed. Olivia, I love you so much! I don't how your mom and I would even be if it wasn't for our angelic princess of a daughter we have."
"Aw, Dad… I love you too even if we don't spend as much time together as we should." Olivia happily hugged her father. "I love you, Daddy." She smiled.
"I love you too, Princess." He smiled. "Daddy? I know I'm not a kid but…"
"Anything you want, honey?" Arnold asked her. "Yeah. Can we go get ice cream or a smoothie sometime soon?" Olivia asked.
Arnold looked at his daughter and then said, "Honey, you can get that, and also a slushie." He proceeded to kiss Olivia's cheek. She giggled.
Impulse interrupted. "Sir, my sincerest apologies, but one of the arsonists unveiled in Chicago. he's returned after disappearing. I just found out."
Arnold sighed. "Impulse, could it possibly wait? I-…" Arnold didn't know what to say now.
"Well, I also picked up news reports about the Chicago mayor wanting to invite the entire team to a formal party for their efforts on capturing the arsonist, which they don't know the identity of, surprisingly."
"A party? Hey, that sounds cool!" Olivia said. "You also do know we can't be in formal clothing like dresses and tuxedos or they'll find out who we are underneath the suits?" Arnold replied. "Oh, yeah. I guess you do have a point there…"
"Sir, I should also let you know a billionaire philanthropist will be organizing that party. The man is a former owner of a bald eagle." Impulse added.
"Hm… Any coincidence about that or not?" Olivia looked at her dad. "I really don't see anything suspicious or coincidental about it, no."
Swoops came walking in after flying upstairs.
"There's the family pet! I'm sure Ariel won't mind." Arnold chuckled as Swoops flew to his forearm.
He squawked.
"Did you come up here to tell me I stink like sperm…" Arnold blankly looked at Swoops. Olivia was confused about the word he said.
He replied with a screech.
"Ok, ok. So maybe Rhonda and I have been more active since it was my fault for exposing myself to the toxin. But is that why you came up here?"
Olivia smelled his clothing. "Daddy! You smell like raw fish that has vinegar or something poured on it!" She pinched her nose so she wouldn't smell the minor stench.
Arnold blushed. "Impulse, you were saying we're headed back to Chicago?"
"I think so, Sir." Impulse replied. Arnold then looked at his daughter. "I think it can wait for a little. I've been taking my daughter for granted, and that ends now. Olivia, what do you say, strawberry ice cream?"
Olivia's face lit up. "Sounds great, Daddy." She smiled and then kissed his cheek.
Looks like we're headed back to Chicago! What could this be about, though? If you stick around, you'll find the answer... :D